My Childhood

One childhood memory is when I severely hurt my foot. My dad was using his welding torch to make a kick-stand for my bike. I want to make sure you know that this took place when i was probably 8 or 9. The story starts with me trying to find my dad and i didn't know where he was so i went to try to find him in one of our shops that we used to own. I walked over and being a young adolescent, i didn't wear any shoes. Once i found my dad, i wanted to know what he was doing so i walked over to him. While i walked over to him, i stepped on a piece of metal that my dad had just cut off with the welder. The metal i stepped on was so hot that it burned right through my skin and almost to the bone. I ended up getting 3rd degree burns on my foot and it would take months before i was able to walk again. I guess that the big picture of this story is that you have to make mistakes to learn things and i made one big mistake that day. I guarantee that i wont go barefoot in a shop again.